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- When the sons and daughters of the five families and seven sects spoke, the other warriors fell silent.
The holy son of the Li family chuckled and said, "Brother Chen actually owes Brother Lin the dragon blood wine? What's going on?"
Chen Yule said with a wry smile: "Brother Lin was kind to me that day in Fengling City, so I invited the disciples of Tianshui Sect to the banquet. At the banquet, I felt itchy for a while, and wanted to discuss with Brother Lin. We made an agreement with each other. It's a bet, if I lose, I will give brother Lin five hundred altars of dragon blood wine."
The holy son of the Qian family said in surprise: "SoBrother Chen was defeated by Brother Lin?"
Chen Yule's seemingly relaxed and ordinary sentence immediately attracted the attention of all warriors.
Chen Yule lost to Lin Bai?
You must know that Chen Yule is the holy son of the Chen family, one of the top ten powerhouses in the Chu Kingdom Daoist list, will he lose to Lin Bai?
Just how strong will Lin Bai be?
The third prince frowned slightly when he heard the words. Although he knew that Lin Bai was strong, he never thought that even Chen Yule was Lin Bai's opponent.
Lin Bai said at this moment: "It can't be said that it was defeated. There was no winner in that battle, so I was stopped by several seniors and elders."
It was only then that everyone recalled that those two overbearing sword intents collided in Fengling City that day.
Chen Yu said with a smile: "Although there is no winner, I still feel that I have lost, so I promise to give brother Lin five hundred jars of dragon blood wine."
"But after I returned to the imperial capital, the stock of dragon blood wine in the Immortal Tower was running out. I bought a lot from friends, and I barely managed to make up a hundred altars."
The third prince held the wine glass and said with a smile: "The annual production of dragon blood wine in Shenxianlou is very small."
"This year, only 17,000 jars of Dragon's Blood Wine were produced, of which 10,000 jars were dedicated to the royal family."
"The five thousand altars were ordered by the five major families of the imperial capital."
"The dragon's blood wine circulating on the market is only two thousand altars below the body."
"Besides, Dragon's Blood Wine is considered the best liquor in Chu State. Whenever it goes on the market, it will inevitably cause a lot of competition. As time goes by, the stock in the Immortal Building will naturally not be much."
The third prince gave an explanation.
Only then did everyone suddenly realize that more than half of the dragon's blood wine produced by the Immortal Tower was enshrined to the royal family.
It's no wonder that dragon's blood wine is in a situation where there is a price but no market.
The third prince smiled and said: "Coincidentally, there is still some dragon blood wine in stock in my mansion. If Brother Lin likes it, His Highness is willing to give it to Brother Lin as a gift."
The hearts of all warriors froze.
They noticed that the third prince's name for Lin Bai had changed.
From the beginning of calling Lin Bai by his name, now he calls Lin Bai "Brother Lin".
It is obvious that the third prince has regarded Lin Bai as a warrior who is qualified to sit with them.
Don't underestimate this small name change, which means Lin Bai has been recognized among the geniuses of Chu.
"Come here, take out all the dragon's blood wine in the mansion and give it to Brother Lin."
The third prince ordered his servants to fetch wine.
Lin Bai couldn't refuse the reward from the third prince, so he accepted it with a smile: "Thank you, Your Highness."
Not long after, a servant in the government office took a storage bag and sent it to Lin Bai.
In the storage bag, there are more than 300 jars of dragon's blood wine, which is enough for Lin Bai to drink for a while.
The third prince also learned from the servant that there were only three hundred altars of dragon blood wine, so he said with a smile: "Brother Lin, you drink this dragon blood wine first, and I will give it to you when the Immortal Building produces dragon blood wine next year." Come some."
"It is much easier for my royal family to obtain dragon blood wine than Brother Chen."
Lin Bai took out a jar of wine, poured it into a bowl, and drank it.
The wine is rich and spicy, like drinking dragon's blood, it's not addictive!
After Lin Bai drank three bowls in a row, he smiled and said to Chen Yule: "Brother Chen, although there is a reward from His Highness the Third Prince, I still remember all the wine you owe me."
Chen Yule smiled and said: "That's natural. Chen has always been upright and promises everything. Since he promised to give Brother Lin five hundred altars of dragon blood wine, then naturally he won't miss the appointment because the third prince has already rewarded him."
"It's just that the production of dragon's blood wine is too small, and it will take me a while to collect 500 altars."
"Brother Lin, please give me more time."
Lin Bai said with a smile: "Don't worry, just look for it slowly."
Chen Yule picked up the wine glass, echoed Lin Baiyao, and drank it at the same time.
The reason why Lin Bai wants dragon blood so much?, not because Lin Bai is an alcoholic.
It's because when Lin Bai drank the dragon's blood wine for the first time in Fengling City, there were signs of a breakthrough in the second stage of "Qinglian Sword Art".
If Zhu Mo and several other Taiyi Daoguo realm powerhouses hadn't interrupted at the end, Lin Bai would most likely have comprehended the third stage of "Qinglian Sword Art".
Since then, Lin Bai discovered Dragon Blood Wine seems to have an inexplicable relationship with Qinglian swordsmanship.
It's as if Qinglian Sword Immortal also likes to drink this kind of wine!
Lin Bai sat on the seat and poured dragon blood wine from the wine jar.
One cup, one cup, another cup.
One altar, one altar, and another altar.
After drinking five or six jars of dragon blood wine in a row, Lin Bai reached the state of being slightly drunk.
The whole person is ecstatic, and the vision in front of him is sometimes blurred and sometimes clear.
The strength of the dragon's blood wine has begun to rise.
The most overbearing aspect of Dragon Blood Wine is that even warriors in the realm of Dao Gods cannot use spiritual power to catalyze the strength of the wine to sober up quickly.
After drinking dragon blood wine, if one gets drunk, one will fall asleep like a mortal martial artist.
Ke Lin Bai felt the subtle changes in "Qinglian Sword Art" in this feeling of being drunk but not drunk.
Every word in "Qinglian Swordsmanship" in my mind is squirming and changing directions, as if to derive a brand new swordsmanship.
"Hehe, I didn't expect that drinking can be considered practice!"
Lin Bai laughed at himself.
In Lin Bai's previous cognition, the so-called cultivation means continuous retreat, continuous refining of panacea, and continuous self-breakthrough. This is practice.
However, Lin Bai has been studying and comprehending the third stage of "Qinglian Sword Art" for several years, but he has not gained anything.
There is no sign of a breakthrough either.
On the contrary, after drinking a few jars of dragon's blood wine, he had a new understanding and showed signs of breakthrough.
At this time, Lin Bai understood that the so-called practice is not blindly working behind closed doors, everything between heaven and earth is a practice.
Some people got good fortune from planting flowers, and became immortals after attaining Taoism.
Some people have been on the road, but they don't know where they are going.
Some people practice hard with their heads covered, trying to dominate the world.
All things in the world, all living beings, exist in the world, all are practice, all are good fortune.
Lin Bai was in a daze, his mind was clear, and his sword was bright.
At this moment, Lin Bai's sword heart began to advance towards the fourth turn, and reached the acme of the third turn sword heart.
A vague sword intent slowly spread out from Lin Bai's body.
At this banquet, only a few people felt this ethereal, but fierce and domineering sword intent! (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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